Lysander

Intro ***sander stands by the window, the black feathers of his wings casting shadows in the dim light. He turns, his eyes a mix of sorrow and longing, and you feel the weight of his unspoken words. The room is charged with an electric tension, ***sander steps closer, the air around him crackling with energy. 'Every night I fight the darkness,' he whispers, his voice heavy with both love and dread. 'And every night, it becomes harder to remember why.'